Chapter 233: Quick Battle

Qin Ping leaned on the enchantment, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Zhang Ming on the ground suspended in the air.

Zhang Ming suddenly turned over from the ground and stood up, the wounds on his hands and head seemed to increase Zhang Ming's madness, his red eyes stared at Qin Ping in the air, and he opened his mouth and roared at Qin Ping, his whole face was covered with blood, hideous and terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell, wanting to take revenge on the world.

Zhang Ming seemed to feel that the palm that was almost cut off directly was very obstructive, so he directly reached out and tore off the hanging half of the palm, and threw it aside, as if there was no pain.

Zhang Ming did not hesitate at all, as if he had ripped off something useless, without the slightest nostalgia.

The wound on Zhang Ming's forehead is healing rapidly, and even the remaining half of his palm is slowly growing, and at this rate, Zhang Ming estimates that it won't be long before a new intact palm grows.

Qin Ping knew that this was one of the strongest abilities of the Desolate Clan, rapid healing, the Desolate Clan's ability to heal quickly was completely different from the healing ability of the Dragon Clan, the healing of the Dragon Clan was based on the power of the bloodline, gathering its own vitality and natural power, promoting the activity of cells in the body, so as to improve the healing speed.

And part of the bloodline of the desolate clan is still human, and the healing speed can't be improved so fast, and because the bloodline is not completely matched, the healing will be hindered to a certain extent. But this is only a theoretical situation, and after being injured, the Wild Clan will overdraw their potential and even life force, forcibly increasing the activity of their cells, and can achieve a faster healing rate than the Dragons. This speed of healing also means a lot of life force depletion.

Of course, the consumption of this kind of vitality is not completely irreversible, if the consumption of vitality is not much, then it can still be replenished in a short period of time through heavenly treasures and some pills, but once the one-time overdraft of too much vitality or the time interval is too long, then the consequences are almost irreversible.

If he continues to fight like this, Qin Ping himself will not necessarily suffer, anyway, there are various pills provided outside, and the strong healing ability of the Wood Spirit Pill and the Dragon Clan inside, coupled with his own experience and means, he can basically subdue Zhang Ming slowly under the condition of ensuring his own safety.

And in this case, in order to heal his injuries quickly, he will forcibly overdraw his vitality again and again, and if this continues, it is very likely to cause irreversible consequences and bring permanent damage to Zhang Ming, and it doesn't make much sense for Qin Ping to spend so much effort.

Qin Ping's eyes slowly narrowed, and he made a very risky decision to make a quick decision.

In fact, in essence, Qin Ping's current state and combat effectiveness are not as good as Zhang Ming, who has overdrawn his vitality beast, if he is not in a hurry to subdue Zhang Ming, then Qin Ping can completely rely on his combat skills and experience to make up for all the gaps in his physique, and he can still gain the upper hand.

But if Qin Ping wants to subdue a Zhang Ming with high combat effectiveness in a short period of time, in addition to the so-called experience and combat skills, he also has to bring a little gambling element to it, and if he is not careful, he may be injured by Zhang Ming, and even threaten his life.

However, Qin Ping had never encountered such an evenly matched battle after being reborn, Qin Ping actually felt a little excited in his heart, and the blood that had been lost for a long time seemed to be about to burn like this.

Qin Ping changed his original strategy, no longer slowly establishing an advantage through defensive counterattacks, but did not wait for Zhang Ming to recover slowly, and attacked first.

Although now the Dragon Teng Sword has the power of the dragon after integrating it with the ancestral dragon power, it is still a sword in essence, so the sword intent is the fundamental.

Qin Ping calmed down, a huge number of sword intent merged into the golden dragon sword at an astonishing speed, this time the dragon sword did not change as much as when it was injected with ancestral dragon power, but some details changed, the dragon scales all over the sword body seemed to become a little slender and narrow under the influence of the sword intent, and the edges of each dragon scale began to become sharp.

For the Dragon Teng Sword, the biggest change is actually in the momentum, originally the Dragon Teng Sword was the strong and domineering breath of the ancestral dragon power, and now the thick feeling is gradually disappearing, replaced by an irresistible sharp will, the madness exclusive to the sword that does not cut off the heaven and the earth.

Qin Ping closed his eyes, put the sword in front of him, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, withdrew the power that allowed him to be suspended in the air, and then his entire body fell directly down.

Zhang Ming watched Qin Ping fall from the air and ran directly on the ground, a small pit would appear with each step of falling, each step would make Zhang Ming's speed a little faster, and after a few steps, Zhang Ming was only half the distance from the place where Qin Ping fell.

Qin Ping's speed in the air was getting faster and faster, and he was about to hit the ground directly, Qin Ping's closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were sharp like swords, and the sword that had been standing in front of him was stabbed out by Qin Ping suddenly, stabbing in the direction that Zhang Ming rushed over.

Qin Ping's falling trend instantly became horizontal flight, and the speed was much faster than the speed of falling, the sword was held by Qin Ping above his head, and the whole person turned into a big sword and stabbed at Zhang Ming, who was running.

In Zhang Ming's eyes, Qin Ping, who had originally fallen, directly turned into a sword light, directly crossing the distance between the two, and a sword tip directly appeared in front of Zhang Ming's eyes.

Although Zhang Ming said that he did not have the fighting skills and rich experience of Qin Ping, as a member of the desolate clan, not only this part of the people, but also a part of the desolate beast, the battle of the desolate beast did not rely on experience, but on the combat talent inherited by the bloodline, in this case, the power in the bloodline made Zhang Ming subconsciously respond.

Zhang Ming's foot on the ground suddenly added a lateral force, which changed Zhang Ming's original straight line momentum a little, and the whole person went out to the left.

Qin Ping's sword has reached the extreme in speed and power, and its natural flexibility will be weakened to a certain extent.

In the face of Zhang Ming's sudden change of direction, Qin Ping couldn't make a completely effective change, but the tip of the sword moved down slightly, and the sword that was originally stabbing towards the height of Zhang Ming's head was lowered to the height of his shoulder.

Qin Ping's figure sword light flashed, and when the dazzling white light disappeared, Qin Ping's whole person flew out diagonally, and hit the boundary barrier again, this time Qin Ping spewed out a big mouthful in the air, and after hitting the barrier, he received a second shock, and another mouthful of blood coughed up from his throat, and even some fragments of internal organs were spit out.

Shocking!